"Boss, don't get angry, why don't we two go?" Zhu Bupang and the two gritted their teeth and agreed. Anyway, they would die anyway, so they might as well just believe what the boss said.
Even if he was skinned alive by the honorary elder, it would be better than being tortured to death by the disciples, Hu Ba and others!
"Don't worry, you two. Honorable Elder and I have known each other for a long time. If you two tell him my name, he will naturally not embarrass you and will definitely accept you as his disciple!" Er looked at the two who looked at death as if they were home. "People," Feng Ling said calmly, giving the two of them reassurance!
"Haha~! As expected of the boss, he can even handle that old guy."
"Thank you, boss! We will definitely live up to boss's hard work. Let's go now! Let's go now!"
Zhu Bupang and the two were overjoyed and immediately said goodbye to Feng Ling. The moment they turned around, they couldn't help but admire Feng Ling even more in their hearts and strengthened their belief in following him.
"I just hope you two won't blame me in the future!" Looking at the two excited figures hurriedly leaving, Feng Ling looked up at the sky and sighed, thinking: "Get ready to be trained by the devil!"
Feng Ling decided to cultivate the two of them as hidden powers first, believing that they would come in handy in the future.
Just kidding, if they were trained according to the standard of assassins, Zhu Bupang and the two would not be able to become talented... not even possible!
"Feng Ling, stay~!" Not long after Zhu Bupang and the others left, a figure hurried towards Feng Ling in the dense forest path in the distance.
"Elder Liu, why are you here?" Fenglin looked at the visitor in surprise. Normally, he would not want to see him now. After all, he had just robbed his legendary ghost last night.
"The sect master asked me to tell you that the disciples will go down the mountain for the trial tomorrow. Because you are a newcomer, he asked you to prepare well! After the training, there will be a competition between the sect disciples. Don't let the sect master down." Staring at Feng Ling After taking a look, Liu Yidao's tone was neither salty nor cold.
"Thank you, Elder Liu! This disciple will definitely prepare well." Feng Ling responded politely with his hands raised, and Liu Yidao's face looked a little better now.
"Okay! I have already conveyed the words of the sect master, so I'll say goodbye~!" After handing over each other, Liu Yidao left in a hurry. Even he himself didn't know what he was arguing with a junior.
"Oh, this old guy is still a bit stubborn! Maybe he is afraid that he will not be able to advance to the realm of legendary ghost spirit master in this life!" Feng Ling looked at the old figure and sighed. He could also understand Liu Yidao's depressed mood. .
"However, I had such a great time drinking with him yesterday, and he treated me like this today, how can the clone face it?" Feng Ling was helpless. Although the main body and the clone are two relatively independent individuals, their emotions are the same.
"Huh? These two guys move pretty fast!" Just as he was talking, Feng Ling seemed to sense something, and then nodded slightly, with a smile on his face.
"Disciple, pay homage to Master!" In the Ghost Locking Tower, Zhu Bupang and Gou Bushou bowed respectfully to a haggard old man.
"Okay, since it was recommended by Feng Ling, I will make an exception and accept you two! Let's go in now...!" The old man with an old voice and white hair locked the entrance to the upper level of the Ghost Tower with one finger, and there was a smile in the corner of his eyes. The kind smile, but in the eyes of Zhu Bupang and the others, it turned out to be an evil smile with evil intentions.
"Yes, Master~!" A feeling of coldness surged into their hearts, and the two of them trembled. They stood up and headed to the fifth floor of the Ghost Locking Tower. They secretly sighed in their hearts: The relationship between the boss and the boss is not smooth enough!
"Wait~! Come back."
"Master! I knew you wouldn't be so cruel!"
Just as they were about to step into the second floor, the old voice sounded again. The two of them were overjoyed and ran back to the old man with flattering looks on their faces.
"That's natural~!" The old man glanced at the two people who were overflowing with emotion, and then said: "So... I asked you two to come back, just to tell you that when you still have one breath left, , remember to call out, I will come to save you for the sake of my teacher!"
"Yes! Thank you, Master...!" Like a bolt from the blue, their smiles suddenly stopped, the corners of their mouths twitched, their heads drooped, and they dragged their heavy bodies towards the entrance of the black door again.
So cruel! Once you fall into the clutches of the devil...
I worshiped such a vengeful master!
Their hearts were trembling wildly, and they felt miserable when they thought about the days they were going to spend in the rest of their lives!
"People are forced out! Only under high pressure can we have the motivation to unleash our potential!" Feng Ling murmured to himself as he recovered his mind.
Because of Liu Yidao's message, Feng Ling did not go back to Qiufengwan directly, but turned around and headed towards the library. All the disciples were busy preparing to go down the mountain, but he still had to put on a show, even if he no longer needed any other techniques.
"Group a team to go down the mountain, form a team to go down the mountain! All brothers and sisters who are alone, please come and sign up. Don't wait until the deadline...!"
"Hey, senior brother! Where are you going to practice when you go down the mountain this time?"
"Adventure into the world, catch ghosts, visit relatives and friends! Otherwise, we will go on adventures. Anyway, we will talk about it then!"
Along the way, Feng Ling met countless disciples, and all he heard were comments like this. There were also many requests to form a team with him, but he declined them directly.
"Hmph~! That Feng Ling really doesn't know how to praise!"
"That's right! He's just waiting to make a fool of himself in the sect competition after returning from training!"
Many people sneered at Feng Ling, secretly scolding Feng Ling for being arrogant, arrogant, and arrogant.
Feng Ling just laughed it off and said, "You can do it by yourself. There is no need to explain anything to others. I won't join you and will go down the mountain alone. How can you do anything to me?"
After a cup of tea, a loft dozens of meters high appeared in front of Fengling, with a plaque on it. The large gold-plated characters written with dragons and phoenixes are exactly the three characters of Cangshugege.
As soon as I stepped through the door of the Library Pavilion, I felt a heavy and simple atmosphere blowing inside, which made people feel refreshed.
"Suddenly~!" After entering the door, an extremely ugly 80-year-old man appeared in front of Feng Ling like a gust of wind.
The old man's yellow face was covered with black spots and pockmarks, and he had a big nose that was ten centimeters long, as if it was added on purpose. If he walked out at night, it would be really terrifying!
"Elder Guarding the Pavilion, Disciple Feng Ling!" Feng Ling was startled at first, then quickly clasped his fists and saluted respectfully, and then handed over the identity plate of his inner disciple.
"Okay! You register with me, and then you can go in." The ugly old man was wearing linen clothes. He nodded and took the identity plate. After confirming his identity, he returned it and stared at Feng Ling deeply for a while. Reminder: “Remember, you can’t bite off more than you can chew, and it’s the finesse that counts, not too much!”
"Thank you, elder, for the advice. This disciple will definitely take it to heart!" Feng Ling's heart trembled, and after clasping his fists again, he immediately set off to the second floor. Just now, he seemed to have a feeling of being seen through, but not being able to see through the other party.
"He is really a good-looking son. This girl Yuqing has pretty good eyesight! But why can't I see his true realm clearly?" Looking at Feng Ling's back disappearing upstairs, the elder guarding the pavilion showed a hint of appreciation in his eyes. Then he was surprised.
"Is it Rank 8 or a Legend?" the elder of the Guarding Pavilion muttered to himself in a daze, his eyes full of confusion.
When he checked Fengling's realm just now, he encountered a strange phenomenon that he had never seen before. Fengling's realm aura fluctuated rapidly between the eighth level and the legendary. If Fengling himself had not deliberately hidden the aura fluctuations, would he have been able to discover it? A problem!
"Elder Shouge - Wu Zhong! He is eighty-eight years old, his realm is unknown, and his life is unknown. Yuqing girl is the only direct disciple he has accepted." Feng Ling went upstairs and carefully recalled what he learned from Feng Yuqing. some information.
"The clothes are shabby and simple, as if he has experienced the hardships of poverty. It is hard to imagine that a large elder of the sect has fallen into such a state!"
Feng Ling sighed in his heart, it was already autumn, and the autumn wind was bringing bitter cold. Most of the young and strong disciples were wearing fleece and coats, but Elder Wu was only wearing a thin, shabby coarse cloth that could not even cover his arms. Mai!
After entering the second floor, within a small radius of thirty meters, many disciples came to choose martial arts secrets.
"Nine Heavens Holding the Moon Fist!"
"Thousands of Flowers Floating Sword Technique!"
"Five Tigers' Mountain Sword Techniques!"
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Rows of neatly arranged martial arts secret books passed by Feng Ling's eyes, which was simply dazzling. After reaching the fifth floor, three martial arts secret books appeared in front of Feng Ling, which were at the legendary level.
"Punch nine punches in a row, and the power of the punch skyrockets! When it reaches the highest level, it can punch the opponent into the nine heavens and turn it into... stars!"
"A sword energy as thick as an arm is condensed in a short period of time. When it collides with the opponent, it will automatically decompose into thousands of sword flowers, winning by surprise!"
"The sword technique is sharp and violent, and it is endless, like five ferocious tigers digging into the mountains, extremely domineering!"
Feng Ling scanned it lightly, analyzing in his mind and thinking to himself: It may be an exaggeration, but I think the power is definitely not weak!
Only when you know yourself and the enemy can you win every battle! Feng Ling himself does not learn these martial arts, but that does not mean that the other disciples do not learn either. The three books he is reading now are all the highest martial arts secrets of the Yuqing Sect, and they are kept here all year round for people to understand!
Regarding Yuqing Sect's generous approach, Feng Ling had to admire Feng Tianjue's courage. The other sects regarded the highest martial arts as a treasure to guard, and could only give it to a handful of outstanding core disciples to learn in turn. How could it be like this? Yu Qingzong is so open.
However, the Yuqing Sect was not completely unconcerned. Because they were worried about the spread of martial arts, they specifically stipulated that all disciples were not allowed to take away martial arts secrets and could only study them in the library pavilion, and there were many disciples guarding the pavilion patrolling from time to time.
In this way, there are pros and cons. Although it is fair, it also brings inconvenience to the enlightenment disciples to try out moves, especially those with huge destructive power due to the special restrictions of the venue.
After staying in the library for several hours, Feng Ling left thoughtfully!
Eastern Holy Continent! ?
The entire place where I am located in the east direction is actually only one continent. So how many continents and how big is the Ghost Continent? There is no way to know!
Feng Ling also happened to catch a glimpse of it on an old scroll in the library. If he hadn't had amazing eyesight, he might have ignored it like everyone else.
